The Flame


the flame flickers

wax rips, it rolls

it bleeds down the melting candle

ever expanding rivers of light and dark

empty words endlessly spoken

you know my feelings are my religion

this blistering shroud

waits to be broken

by a scream or cry

i whisper in anxious rhythm

praying to be heard;

Knees numb, bowed head

Eyes dead..


Author: moonmaenad

Unskilled Navigator of this ocean we call life..somebody throw me a lifejacket STAT…or a clever and friendly dolphin

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